I am cast away in my own life,
can you see the storm rising in my eyes.
I'm walking on broken glass,
edge of the world is near by me.
I'm frustrained.
I live inside walls made of glass,
I need to get out of here.
I want no-one to tell me what to do any more.
Don't you come and judge me,
don't try to fix me in the way that you want.
This is my life,
I want to broke these walls by my own.
I need to get out of here,
I want no-one to tell me what to do any more.
I can hear the silent rain.
I can hear my toughts of my own, not mixed with anyone elses any more.
The ground underneath my feet doesn't hurt me no longer.
I can breath again.
Selite:
Kirjoitus virhelmät anteeksi annettakoon ja kokonaisuus ymmärrettäköön.
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